Li Minglou looked at him and said with a smile: "Aren't we married a long time ago?"
"That's false." Wu Ya'er said, "You are no longer Que'er."
The marriage was fake, she was a fake Que'er and a fake Mrs. Wu, but it was really because of this fake Que'er and the fake Mrs. Wu that she could live as Li Minglou today.
Li Minglou shook his hand: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, as long as you and I know."
Wu Ya'er shook his head: "But I want to get married to Li Minglou, and I also want the world to know that Mrs. Wu's name is Li Minglou."
Mrs. Wu's name is Li Minglou, and Li Minglou is Mrs. Wu. Li Minglou did not look at Wu Ya'er, but looked outside the hall, where the spring rain was falling.
Her silence and sudden sadness made Wu Ya'er a little uneasy.
"Of course, this is just my own idea." He said hurriedly, "If it's not appropriate..."
"No, it's not inappropriate." Li Minglou turned around, "Wu Ya'er, do you know? The fortune teller said that I will get married this year."
Then why are you sad and happy at the same time? Wu Yaer looked at her.
The thirteenth year of Chengyuan in that life was the time when she got married, and it was also the time when she died. She had never thought that she would get married in this life, and it was still in this year.
Li Minglou smiled at him: "Then, let's get married."
After Wu Ya'er saw clearly that she was not unwilling, he nodded: "Okay."
Li Minglou held his hand again, the sadness in his eyebrows disappeared, and his smile returned: "Let's tell Uncle Yuan Ji and them the good news first, and then tell mother and Jin Jue."
Yuan Ji and Jiang Ming stood on the corridor opposite Haitang Palace to take shelter from the rain. Li Minglou did not let them in, but Wu Yaer was inside, and they would not leave just like that, even though the forbidden troops were surrounded outside the palace.
Then through the rain and fog, I saw Li Minglou and Wu Yaer walking out hand in hand.
Before Yuan Ji thought about the meaning of holding hands, Li Minglou had already waved to them.
Yuanji and Jiang Ming came over hurriedly.
"Uncle Yuan Ji, uncle Ming." Li Minglou said happily, "I'm going to get married to Wu Ya'er."
Yuan Ji and Jiang Ming spoke, and as usual they responded to the lady's instructions, but this time they opened their mouths, but no sound came out.
ah?
marriage?
What does getting married mean?
.......
.......
Everyone knew what getting married meant. Jiang Ming quickly realized it, but until the next morning, Yuanji was still sitting in the room in a daze.
"The residence of Governor Wu needs to be renovated." Jiang Ming was busy all day and night, and came in with red eyes and said to him, "Mrs. Wu will live in the lady's original residence first."
Yuan Ji said something, not sure if he heard it or not.
Jiang Ming sat opposite him, looked at the untouched food on the table, and asked, "What? Still can't accept it?"
Yuanji looked at him: "Miss, why are you getting married?"
Jiang Ming smiled: "The lady is a woman, why can't she get married? Do you want the lady to never marry for the rest of her life?"
Yuanji shook his head: "Of course I didn't, it's just..."
"That's how you want to get married to Wu Ya'er, right?" Jiang Ming said with a smile, "To be fair, Wu Ya'er is really good in terms of appearance, ability, and the relationship he has always had with the young lady. He has been very helpful to the young lady.
"
Yuan Ji shook his head: "No, no, I have nothing to do with Wu Ya'er, let alone Wu Ya'er, even if it is anyone, Miss wants to marry... No, Miss wants to marry, whether it's marriage or not, Miss
Just do whatever you want."
Jiang Ming cheered: "Don't you think clearly? Then what is this?"
Yuan Ji said: "Maybe, it's too sudden."
Jiang Ming picked up a piece of cold vegetables and threw it into his mouth, saying: "What happened suddenly? Miss and Wu Ya'er have been together for many years. Over the years, we have already seen from the sidelines that they like each other. Of course, it is true.
I never thought that I would like her enough to want to get married."
He picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
"I would say it's too sudden, especially since there are big things to do this year, and it won't be too late to talk about something as small as getting married in two years."
"or."
He looked at Yuanji.
"Tell me about it, Miss? Wait until you finish that matter before we get married?"
Instead, Yuanji shook his head: "No, since the young lady wants to get married, then she will get married. Obviously, getting married is more important to the young lady."
Seeing that he had regained his energy, Jiang Ming smiled and poured him wine: "Don't worry, the young lady is no longer a human being. We will just do whatever she wants."
Yuanji picked up the wine and drank it in one gulp: "I know."
He still looked lonely.
Jiang Ming laughed again: "I am reluctant to let the young lady get married. In fact, I have never thought about the young lady getting married. I feel uncomfortable when I see that boy Wu Ya'er." He lowered his voice, "If the governor is here, I will probably feel even more uncomfortable.
."
Yuan Ji smiled and glared at him again: "The Governor is not that kind of person. If the young lady is doing well, the Governor is the happiest."
Jiang Ming's eyes suddenly turned red: "To be honest, the Governor is gone. You see, after the young lady decided this matter, she came to tell us as soon as possible. I'll tell you, Lao Yuan, when the young lady held Wu Ya'er's hand
, when she told me that she was going to get married, I wanted to cry..."
He held it back at the time, but now he couldn't hold it back any longer, and he put his arm on Yuanji's arm and began to cry.
Yuanji felt a sore nose and wanted to laugh: "Okay, okay, just cry with me here now. Don't cry in front of everyone when the young lady gets married."
Jiang Ming sniffed and said in a muffled voice, "It's not yet certain whether you will cry or I will cry when the time comes."
Yuanji picked up a glass of wine, drank it, and said, "I won't be there then."
Jiang Ming raised his head: "Where are you going?"
"Of course I'm going back to Jiannan Road." Yuan Ji said with an arrogant expression, "Our eldest lady from Jiannan Road is getting married. I'm going back to prepare for the wedding."
Jiang Mingdao: "You won't come when you're ready?"
Yuan Ji looked sad again: "I will stay at home with the Governor."
Jiang Ming suddenly started crying again.
Yuan Ji laughed and pushed him away: "Don't cry until the day when the young lady gets married. Leave other things to Jiang Liang and the others. Now we in Jiannan Road are only busy with the young lady's wedding!"
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Marriage is a matter between two parties, the woman and the man, but it is not just the preparation of two families.
"I didn't expect that Madam would really marry Wu Ya'er." In the warm spring room, Lian Xiaojun sat drinking tea and sighed while looking at the new news.
None of the seven or eight stewards in the house felt inappropriate about the word "marriage".
"The military governor has a strong army and his wife is a good match."
"For so many years, Governor Wu has proved that he is brave, resourceful and loyal, and can be trusted for life."
Everyone praised it one after another.
Lian Xiaojun said: "I asked my wife that we will be responsible for organizing the wedding, and my wife has agreed."
Compared with who the wife marries, this is a happy event that concerns herself, and everyone in the room was immediately more impressed.
"For Madam, the young master is also a reliable trust," someone else said.
Lian Xiaojun laughed: "Hurry up and get ready, the wedding is in May, time is very tight."
Everyone responded and left. Just when Lian Xiaojun was about to get up, Lian Xiaoqiang slipped in from the outside, drank all the tea on the tables in one go, and lay down with a sigh of relief.
"Why are you still here?" Lian Xiaojun asked.
Lian Xiaoqiang said: "Haven't everything been arranged?"
"That was arranged by the Lian's Trading Company as a cooperator." Lian Xiaojun said, "As the in-laws, the Lian's also have to prepare, prepare gifts, and prepare to attend the wedding..."
Before he finished speaking, Lian Xiaoqiang, who was lying on the ground, fluttered: "No gift! I won't attend the wedding either! Our Lian family has nothing to do with the Li family!"
Lian Xiaoqiang was frightened since he found out that the Queen was Li Minglou. Looking back on all the things that happened in the past, he didn't know whether he fainted from anger or fright. For the first time, he took the initiative to dump Lian Xiaojun and go home.
.
As for the men and women of the right age that Lian Xiaojun wanted to send to the Li family, he flatly refused. Not only did he refuse, but he also publicized the horror of Li Minglou among the Lian family. Jiannan Dao's ruthlessness towards the Lian family made the original because of
The Lian clan members, who knew that the Marquis was Li Minglou and were ready to take action, once again fell into fear of the Li family... Their hatred was gone, but they could hide as far away as they could.
"Are we really not relatives anymore?" Lian Xiaojun asked with a smile.
Lian Xiaoqiang got up and said: "It's inappropriate, it's inappropriate. My relatives will stay with my aunt. From now on, we will be in harmony with each other and have nothing to do with each other."
After that, he ran out and left a few words from a distance.
"I'm going home. I'll come back when the wedding is over."
Lian Xiaojun smiled and did not try to persuade him to stay. He made another pot of tea and said, "Should we not be relatives? It would be better if we were not relatives. Being relatives would make it inconvenient to do business with the Tian family."
He shouted for someone, and the attendants came in to listen to his orders.
"The expenses incurred in preparing for Madam's wedding are recorded clearly in the account book, and will be given to Madam later."
"Also, go and ask Governor Wu if he needs anything, and we can arrange it for him at a low price."
Is the wedding going to make a fortune? The entourage responded yes. He also heard Lian Xiaoqiang’s words just now, and couldn’t help but ask: "Does the young master still attend the wedding and give gifts?"
Lian Xiaojun smiled and said: "Of course I want to send it. If it weren't for my wife, I wouldn't be where I am today. I have to thank my wife. Of course, this thank you is only for me, not Lian's."
The attendant understood and responded: "I'll be ready right now."
Lian Xiaojun put down the cooked tea, stood up and said, "I'll prepare it myself."
"Young Master, are you a little sad?" the attendant laughed and joked, "Madam still likes Governor Wu the most."
"You are just an ordinary person. Since I like Madam, of course I will be happy for Madam if she finds someone she likes." Lian Xiaojun said, smiling at him again, "What's more, if Madam likes Governor Wu, it doesn't mean she dislikes me.
Already."
He said the favor and left, and his entourage followed him with a smile.
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There are those who are not close but want to be married off, and there are also those who are not close but want to be married off.
There was chaos in Liang Zhen's house far away in Mobei.
There are people loading cars, there are people packing furniture, maids are wandering around, and children are running around grabbing adults and asking, "When we get to the capital, can we watch a opera?" "When we get to the capital, can I still keep ten horses?"
There are soldiers who are tired of the journey, carrying big and small bags, big boxes and small boxes, and they are running through the door, shouting "Congratulations, Sir!" "Congratulations, Sir!" "Sir, you must drink a few more jars of wedding wine for us.
!”
Mrs. Liang's house was even more crowded. The daughters-in-law asked, "Do you still have this?" The ladies in charge asked, "How many more carriages and horses are there?" The stewards shouted, "Someone else is here to congratulate me."
Mrs. Liang's face became even older. She walked here and there with a cane and finally threw the cane away in anger: "Where did the old man die?"
Everyone in the hall became quiet and pointed in one direction, the backyard.
Mrs. Liang stomped towards that side, cursing that the damn old man was still hiding away!
Watching Mrs. Liang walk out, none of the wives, servants and stewards who needed answers to various questions dared to follow her.
"Old Master..." a steward asked in a low voice, "Are you starting to cry again?"
The others nodded silently at him.
The steward stuck out his tongue. He must have been crying for two years and he hasn't finished crying yet.